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"It's not easy, time is gone, let's go back and rest." Su Ru walked into the yard, looking at Tian Buyi with a worried expression, and said softly.

Tian Buyi heard Su Ru's gentle and worried tone. He slowly turned around, squeezed a smile on his pale face, looked at Su Ru and asked, "Old Qi, he will come back, right?"

Su Ru heard Tian Buyi's words, her eyes flushed and tears were rolling. She held back her uncomfortable emotions, nodded slightly, and said firmly, "He will definitely be back!"

Tian Buyi nodded slightly, it seemed that Su Ru's words gave her great courage. His pale face slowly became rosy, his hands behind his back, turned and walked towards the house.

Looking at Tian's back, Su Ru was not easy to lose weight. In the end, she couldn't live up to it and left two lines of tears. Her heart was very tangled. Half believed that Wu Cai was still alive, while the other half believed that Wu Cai was dead, and she was entangled with it. My mood stepped slowly towards the house.

At this time, the color of the high-altitude moon at night was a little red, and it silently stared at Caomiao Village under Qingyun Mountain.

At this time, the streets of Caomiao Village were dripping with blood. There were many villagers' bodies lying on the ground in the streets. At the entrance of Caomiao Village, there was an old monk kneeling on the ground. He looked guilty and blamed, and his hands kept running. Beating his chest, he kept muttering: "How could this be? Why should I slaughter these villagers? Why do I have to kill these villagers before I die?" He stood up and swayed like crazy. Slowly leave the village towards the distance.

And behind a haystack in the village, there was a middle-aged man, holding his head in his hands, shaking with fear, muttering in his mouth: "The devil..."

On the roof of Caomiao Village, there was a man in a black robe looking at the **** village with indifferent eyes. There was a hint of shock and doubt in his eyes, but he didn’t wear much, and pinched his hands. The magic trick, a blood-red little streamer, emits a weird ghostly aura, and all the souls floating in the sky of this village are collected in the streamer. After finishing these, the figure in black disappeared in the middle of the sky.

In the early morning of the next day, Qingyun Mountain was covered by mist, and several rays of light flashed from the high altitude and went up to Qingyun Mountain.

Suddenly there was a blue light staying high in the sky. It turned out that these lights were all flying swords. There were a few Qingyunmen disciples on the flying swords.

Several of the disciples saw that someone had stopped leaving, so they turned around and asked, "Brother Song, why aren't they leaving?"

Song Daren had a solemn expression. He noticed a faint **** air in the sky above this place. So he ignored the call of the same door, his eyes gathered mana, opened his eyes and looked down, his face was shocked, and he hurriedly said: "Junior Brother Li, go back to the mountain quickly and report to my master that something serious happened down the mountain and the people in Caomiao Village were slaughtered."

"What!!" Li Junior was shocked, and didn't dare to delay, the extremely fast Yujian flew to Dazhu Peak, and it was not easy to find the field.

Song Daren followed a few juniors and quickly lowered Feijian to Caomiao Village. When they saw the blood in Caomiao Village, they all looked horrified, and several of them even vomited.

Suddenly Song Daren moved his ears and heard the sound of someone crying. He looked happy and ran quickly towards the sound. When he turned a few corners, he saw two eleven or twelve-year-old teenagers. Holding the corpse and crying bitterly.

Song Daren was a little wary, walked slowly in front of the two, and asked, "Are you from this village?"

One of the handsome teenagers looked up at Song Daren. He felt that his popularity was extraordinary. He was probably a master of Qingyun Mountain. So he quickly surpassed Song Daren and knelt down and said, "My name is Lin Jingyu," he said and stretched his fingers. The teenager next to the side continued: "His name is Zhang Xiaofan. Both he and I are from the village. We went out to play last night and fell asleep in the ruined temple behind the village. When we wake up, we will... Seeing that our relatives have...oooooo."

Listening to the cry of Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan, Song Daren couldn't bear it. With a wave of his big sleeves, he rolled up the two and drove the flying sword quickly towards Qingyun Mountain.

In Dazhu Mineta, it was not easy to hear the report of the younger brother Li, and he immediately slapped the table, and said angrily: "Dare to do such a bad thing at the foot of my Qingyunmen mountain!" After saying that he strode out of the lobby, Yujian headed towards the grass temple. Away from the village.

When he came to Caomiao Village to see the **** scene, his hands clenched his fists, "Damn! The people of the magic way are too rampant!", he stomped fiercely, flew up, and his sword headed towards the Qingyunmen Tongtian Peak. , He wanted to know the whole story.

After Tian was not easy to leave, a purple light sword aura flew quickly from the east. The domineering sword aura tore the surrounding white clouds to pieces, and came to the sky above Caomiao Village to stop. Above the purple sword aura, there was a handsome man dressed in white. The young man wrinkled the sword brows on his face and sighed helplessly: "Hey, it's still too late, it should happen or it happened." After that, the young man turned into a purple light and walked towards the blue clouds.

At this time, Qingyunmen Tongtian Peak, the head of the main hall, the first group gathered together, all of them looked gloomy, listening to the reports of the disciples below.

In the hall, there were also two young boys kneeling on their legs, their faces sad, and they bowed their heads silently.

When the disciple finished speaking, Dao Xuan slowly said, "Everyone, what do you think about the massacre of Caomiao Village?"

Tian Buyi stood up and said angrily: "Obviously, this is the work of the people of the magic way! They are going to give us Qingyunmen a little bit of power."

Daoxuan nodded slightly, his heart still agrees with Tian Buyi's statement.

Master Xiaozhufeng Shuiyue, who was on the side, said in a cold voice: "Brother head, it's not about this matter now, what should we do with these two orphans in Caomiao Village now?"

Daoxuan nodded, his eyes fell on Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan, he saw that Lin Jingyu had good cultivation talents, and he could receive it from Qingyunmen. However, Zhang Xiaofan's aptitude is relatively ordinary, not suitable for cultivation. If Lin Jingyu is accepted, Zhang Xiaofan must be accepted.

But Daoxuan was thinking about this in his heart, so he listened to Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan crying to accept them.

Tian Buyi couldn't bear it, and immediately said: "They are the orphans of Caomiao Village, and the demise of Caomiao Village is somewhat related to our Qingyunmen. It is better to accept them directly into Qingyunmen."

Daoxuan nodded slightly, "Junior Disciple Tian is a good method, but my lineage has long since stopped accepting disciples. It's up to you to see both of them."

Suddenly the other first people were delighted. They had seen Lin Jingyu's aptitude a long time ago. Now that they have this opportunity, of course, they must seize it and accept the seedling of Lin Jingyu.

Taoist Cangsong stood up abruptly, smiled and said, "I haven't had a new disciple in Longshou Peak for many years, and now I want to accept Lin Jingyu's child as a direct disciple."

And Lin Jingyu below was overjoyed, and quickly kowtowed his head to apprentice his teacher, "Please accept me as a disciple!"

Taoist Cangsong smiled in satisfaction, and just about to speak, he heard a voice from the door of the main hall.

"Wait!"

This sound fell into the hearts of the people in the hall, and they felt a powerful aura that made them unable to say a word for a while.

But Tian Buyi was happy, his eyes kept looking at the entrance of the main hall, and he exclaimed excitedly: "Old... Seven are you back!?"

At this moment, a figure in white clothes walked into the hall with dignity, sharp eyebrows on his face, and a mysterious purple qi flowing in his eyes, looking at the upper part of the hall, unexpectedly, he did not dare to offend.

When everyone saw the young man's face clearly, everyone was shocked and said: "It's you!!"

But Tian Buyi turned red with excitement, his feet hurriedly walked off the high platform, walked to the boy, hugged him, tears in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "The teacher knows that you have been alive and you will definitely come back. Yes, because you told me to be the teacher, let the teacher wait for you to come back, and now the teacher has finally waited for you!"

Wu Cai felt Tian Buyi's sincere heart, and he smiled and patted Tian Buyi's back, "Master, you are holding it too tightly, and I can't breathe a little bit."